Land and Sky, Sun and Seas

I am not a great photographer. Wait, you already knew that? Oh well. Perhaps the real confession is that for the longest time I refused to carry a camera when I traveled (yes, this was before the cell phone/camera mash-up). My boycott began after I left the first nice camera I ever owned at the top of the ski jump in Lillehammer, Norway. (I wasn’t jumping off the thing. I know you’re shocked. Instead, I was on a summer tour of the 1994 Winter Olympics site.) After I lost that camera, I decided the extra worry wasn’t worth it.

The advent of digital photography made me reconsider. No more calculating the value of a potential shot versus how much film is left, no trips to get the photos developed. I started taking pictures again, usually to my disappointment. They never capture what I see. And as creative as I may be in other areas, I fail to achieve the unique perspectives or stark beauty of great photography. The best I can hope is that my photos play a decent supporting role for my writing.

Unfinished BusinessFort Jefferson, the construction of which began in 1846 or ’47 but was never completed, was intended to be a fort but instead served as a prison before becoming a coaling station for the US Navy. Now it’s a sometimes landing point for persons migrating from Cuba and a surreal tourist destination. It stands silent amid Caribbean waters known for their beauty and their danger.Dry Tortugas National Park, Florida Keys, USA
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Hello and thank you for all the great info on Medellin. We are originally from Boston and currently live in the Caribbean. We have lived here for about 4 years now and are now interested in trying something new. That’s why we have been reading your post. Can you share any info on schools? We have three children ranging from 11 – 6 Thank you for any info. You might have. Marc

Thanks Courtenay! Although my blog has been just sitting there since the hip fiasco, when my head clears I plan to go back to a new better version. I am hoping my 12 units of Portuguese blood they had to put in me will help with my language skills, who knows…I might even start to like baccalau!